Is The Bachelor Party Over?

Last year, Details magazine <strong>wrote a piece about how over the bachelor party was.

Limos. Titties. Shots. Titties. Hookers. Titty shots. Las Vegas. Las More Titties. Aaaaaooooo! At one point or another, all of us will either plan, participate in, or be the feted guest of honor of a bachelor party—that most generically alpha-male endeavor this side of bench-press spotting. Surely there’s a way to show our soon-to-be-wedded friends a good time that doesn’t require Jaeger shooters and STDs? … Throwing the bachelor party with strippers in Vegas is about as cool as sending your valentine a heart-shaped box full of Russell Stover chocolates. Which is to say, even lamer than golfing.

They cited TheGroomGuide.com and named a few alternatives, such as going camping, paint-balling, and hitting an amusement park.

We gave the piece a few months to sink in, then sent out our agents to a few Las Vegas strip clubs to assess the damage.

We’re pleased to report that the skin biz is still overflowing with ridiculously drunk bachelors engaging in all manner of questionable behaviors.

As they should be.

Image and information from Details.